Dr. Kalam's childhood

When I was a child, books were
For me, it was a precious resource. S.T.R. in our village Manikam Patriots was a revolutionary who lived. They have numerous novels.
There was an assortment. He insisted that I read literature.
Tille Jan Di Le. I also did my best to read it. I used to rush to their home to inquire about books.
My given name when I was younger was Shamsuddin.
A distant sibling of mine had a significant impact on me.
The only newspaper that covered Ramesh Varam v. logic was this one. By every morning train, Pamban
Newspaper bundles arrived from the village. A one-pole tent in the village was used to accommodate the well-educated Shamsuddin's business needs for reading.
Making the peasants aware of the Swa Tantriya movement's development
It once served this crucial purpose. It utilised to carry out this crucial task for the movement. The Namani is this.
Tamil was the most widely read newspaper at the time.
At the time, I couldn't read printed words.
Looking at the photographs in it used to make me happy.
The paper's issue was sent to his students by Shamsuddin.
Before I thought, I used to look at the photographs.
The Great War started in 1939, when I was eight years old. I'm not sure why, but at that point, the market seemed to suddenly be flooded with chi chokas.
The request arrived. By gathering the chi choke, one might sell ink in a store close to Mashi and make an anna. My dad crafted wood
decided to start a boat building company. Ahmad from Jalaluddin, one of our own villages.
He began his daily seafaring job with Kantra Tadara.
After that, Jalaluddin discussed how my book Nishi-Zoharashi V impressed and related to us.
I was hunting for the war stories that Jalaluddin used to tell me in The Namani's title. visible signs of the war in our tiny, isolated village
It was nearly difficult to feel anything, but gradually India was compelled to enter the conflict, and a national emergency was proclaimed.
Ramesh Varam's morning train from Pamban was unstoppable. This is our conflict
The community was the first area to feel the effects. then, when a train is rolling, bundles of newspapers from Ramesh Varam are thrown down. They gather lumps.
Shamsuddin needed assistance, and he was Where else could he look besides me for a qualified candidate?
Will you concur? This was the first hard-earned accomplishment in my life, made possible by Shamsuddin. Today
Looking back on those times more than 50 years later, I can still feel the pride of earning money that he earned on his own.
It starts to move. My mother will support me if I develop self-discipline, which I learnt from my father.
Given the internal fortitude to maintain faith, a caring disposition
When Lee Therefore, this deposit was also taken from them by my three brothers and one Bahini; yet, I like Jalaluddin and Shamsuddin.
The association happened, and it gave me independence and made me different. Now, I possess the wisdom that Shi Kaya lacked in school.
I'm from Shamsuddin, and Shi Kalo is from Jalaluddin.
To understand another person's thinking, body, and eyes, start with their face. Joe's me The origin of surge intoxicants emerges, blossoms, and stirs.
Gone, I unquestionably relate it to the influence that being in their presence has had on me.
Other than Ramesh Varam, Jil's thi kani
I went to Ramanathapuram for my schooling with the support of my father rather than Charli. They fell silent for a little period of time, seemingly into a trap. Four words to them
Father began speaking how he ought to and letting it come from his lips. I was told, "Abul, you are large."
Leave the village if you want to pursue your studies elsewhere Must go. Seagull birds leave the nest, fly off by themselves, and discover new lands. Like this dirt, leave your desires and the temptation of your memories here, and go where your wishes are satisfied.
We won't bound you with our affection, and our needs won't stand in the way of your happiness.
My mother was frantically attempting to expel me.
I have Jalaluddin and Shamsuddin with me.
arrived in Ramanathapuram. They registered me for school and made good arrangements for my lodging, but Schwarz
I lost my life in high school and in this unfamiliar setting. It used to be congested in this metropolis of 50,000 people all the time, but like Ramesh Varam
My feeling here was as though oneness had not materialised; I had before experienced homesickness.
I therefore seize every opportunity to visit Ramesh Varam.
We used to murder. Despite the wealth of educational alternatives here, I prefer the tender nests made by mothers.
It was valuable. I made my way slowly from my house to the hospital. I decided to adapt to the new environment. I was aware of what Vsesh anticipated from me thanks to my father.
He urged me to start collecting things. their
I have to make the fantasy come true. I had to sacrifice the surroundings for the safety I felt in Ramesh Varam and the love I experienced there.